It's taken me a few days to digest that you are gone. I feel like the needle in my compass has been erased and I am walking around in circles. We had big plans together....
I called you Maestro because you mastered the art of living on the edge. Anything was possible because the only thing in front of you was nothing. You were creating your reality from the tip of the arrow.
This is the space where we connected. I have met so few people who have both the balls and the curiosity to meet me here. Our connection wasn't limited to this earth. It was instantaneous and infinite. Without ever asking to see my resume, or know my personal story, you trusted me with your finest jewel - Akasha.
We pulled our ideas from the abyss and grounded them into a physical experience. We always said that we were not the ones in charge, we took our orders from the Ascended Masters on the other side of the veil. Last night, as I was praying at your alter, I realized that you just put yourself right in the directors chair. You mother fucker!
So while I am crying because I feel so alone on this edge where we used to play together, I promise you I will do everything to keep Akasha alive. The last time we were together you looked and me and said "We are going to do great things together my friend." I just didn't realize you would be directing me from the stars.
You called me Maestra because you know I can listen to what has no voice, now it is you.
I love you and I miss you.